Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges

In a human tribe, an old woman holding a parchment told a young girl about the past:

"This is the history of our human race in the Nine Domains."

"But why do we come in? Without the Dragon God who destroys everything, isn't there already peace in the outside world?"

"In fact, even if there is no Dragon God, the creatures in the outside world will still fight. Without the artifacts and the dangers of natural disasters, they will only attack each other."

The old man said in a sarcastic tone, looking deeply at the gray-haired little girl.

"Elta, you are a descendant of a miko, and you are destined to inherit the position of a miko. You must remember your mission."

"Yes, yes, we are here to help mankind rise. People are tired of hearing this."

The girl named Elta acted coquettishly towards the old woman, just like an ordinary child, but she was destined to be extraordinary.

She has an innate affinity with the power of destiny and is the only candidate for a shrine maiden of this generation.

"More importantly, we found the existence of the Balance of Destiny. Its body must maintain the seal of the original land, but we can peel off the soul of the instrument and barely use part of its power."

Unlike other races, the witch made a somewhat crazy decision at that time.She allowed herself, including some of the elite tribesmen, to voluntarily follow the Dragon God into the cage called the Original Land.

"There are major artifacts here, there are dragon gods, and the main forces of other races are outside..."

"This is where we humans rise."

"Elta, work hard to grow up. The fate of mankind depends on you."

"Yes, mother-in-law."

That year, the girl holds an illusory scale in her hand, and she will embark on a path planned by successive generations of witches for thousands of years.

The dark realm where she is located is ruled by the Dark Ancestor Dragon Friel, a descendant of the Dragon God.She will embark on a journey to find the Dark Ancestral Dragon and then... gain its power.

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Elta embarks on the road to find the Dragon Ancestor of Darkness.

The witch lineage abandoned everything in the outside world and came here just to obtain more powerful power so that the human race could rise.

And all plans cannot bypass the controller of this world, the Dark Dragon Ancestor Friel.

Relying on the power of the witch, Elta successfully avoided all kinds of hardships along the way. After three years, she finally arrived at the lair of the dark dragon Friel.

Two of her animal skin coats were worn out, and she had to replace more than two digits of shoes. Now her feet were newly plaited with thatch.

According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, the Dragon God created nine Dragon Ancestors in the Original Land, allowing them to manage the nine realms while reducing their appearance.

These nine dragon ancestors have different temperaments and abilities, but they are all powerful. Although they are far inferior to the dragon gods, they are not comparable to the creatures of other races.

The dark dragon Fulier is an eccentric dragon ancestor.

"I want to see Lord Friel, and I brought her what she desires."

The Dark Dragon's Nest exists in a huge mountain range. It is a large piece of pitch black rock that has been infected by the power of darkness all year round.

There was a guard standing in front of the door, a petite dragon.

Even if he is just a gatekeeper, he is an opponent that Elta cannot defeat.Even at a young age, she is the strongest among the human race.

She felt a sadness, but did not show it, and asked again:

"Human Elta, please see Lord Friel."

The dragon lying in front of the cave turned his head after a long while and muttered in confusion:

"Who is it? Are there insects buzzing?"

"It's me, I'm a human, I'm here to see Lord Friel."

After explaining for a long time, Elta finally caught the dragon's attention and conveyed his consciousness.

"Well, I advise you not to disturb Lady Friel, she sometimes has a bad temper..."

The dragon swung its tail and pointed to a corner of the mountainside, which was a cold mountain ravine.

It didn't look like much in the dark mountains.The dragon seemed to notice her distress and grabbed her and flew away.

"Wow...Mr. Dragon, please remind me before flying."

Elta, who flew into the sky for the first time, panicked and felt like her whole body was shaking.But she quickly suppressed her fear.

The magnificent scenery of rivers and mountains disappeared in mid-air. The long road he had traveled was not worth mentioning to the dragon. It was only a distance that could be reached by fluttering wings.

"Look, that's what happened to them."

"..."

What Elta saw were bones scattered all over the mountains and plains. There were bones of various races, including many humanoid bones.

More importantly, Elta saw some of them, mostly women, with incompletely broken decorations, corpses that felt inexplicably familiar.

Yes, she recognized them, those were her predecessors, the witches of the past generations in the human tribe.

Have I been cheated?She was thinking blankly, forgetting even her fear.

The inheritor of the tribe told her that she was special, the most powerful witch in history, and had the opportunity to fulfill the long-cherished wish of mankind.

But for these seniors in front of me, when they set out, would someone say that to them?

"Don't get me wrong, Lord Friel is not a subjective and cruel existence. In fact, she likes all races in the territory, including humans."

"That's why, they all..."

"A small part of it." The dragon turned around and flew back to the cave, put her back where she was, and said in a helpless tone:

"It just so happened that Lady Friel was not doing well, and she accidentally killed them. This is not subjective, because you are too weak."

"Bad times?"

"Yes." This giant dragon probably has no scheming intentions, or maybe it has lived here alone for too long and is not stingy with its words:

"Lord Friel is troubled by the power of darkness. She often has a bad temper and wants to destroy everything she sees."

Then Elta asked curiously, and the dragon did not explain in detail, but instead said:

"Most of the others are waiting to die."

"Waiting to die?"

Elta tilted her head in confusion. At a young age, she convinced the tribe with her intelligence, but she seemed completely clueless when it came to the dragon.

"Yes, because their life span is too short. Some have waited for more than ten years, and some have waited for decades. Oh, the longest record is an orc. I heard he is a warrior from some tribe... Anyway, I just have to wait. Less than 100 years ago.”

The dragon explained in detail that for various reasons, those who wanted to seek help from the Dark Dragon Zufriel...most of them said they were doing it for the tribe, for their relatives, or something like that.They were determined to die, and they planned to wait until they could see Friel.

"Then we really wait to die. Sometimes Lord Friel comes out every few decades, and sometimes it takes hundreds of years. Those guys even died of old age without waiting."

Elta's heart felt cold. She was still young, but how long could she spend time here?Human beings in this era generally have a life span of less than 40 years.

But just going back like this? She couldn't do it.

"I want to wait until Lady Friel comes out. I won't give up."

The giant dragon sighed and pointed at a small cave nearby.Elta walked over and found that there were some old furniture inside, which should have been left by previous generations. She even found familiar writing on the wall.

"I want to wait until Lord Friel is willing to see me."

She emphasized again, and then lived in the cave.

The dry food was quickly eaten, and she began to pick wild fruits and hunt wild animals on the edge of the mountains.These are not difficult for her. Although she is weak in front of dragons, she is strong in humans.

"O power of destiny, help me."

She can easily find edible wild fruits and small animals with tender meat.Just living a monotonous life day after day.At first, the gatekeeper chatted with the dragon to relieve his boredom, but soon he expressed that he wanted to take a nap.

Then it slept like that for several years, during which time Elta was completely unable to wake it.

Five years have passed since she first came here, and Elta has transformed from a young girl into a mature woman.

She began to get used to the monotonous life here, without worrying about the livelihood of the tribe, the struggles and intrigues with other races.

Maybe it would be nice to just stay like that.

Then, on this day, Friel, the ancestral dragon of darkness, woke up.

Dark air flowed out of the cave, and the sleeping dragon fled the cave entrance in panic and flew to a distance to watch.

A huge black dragon poked its head out of the cave. Her body was obviously huge but she looked slender, giving her a special sense of beauty.The coercion on his body is so astonishing that even his mere existence makes people feel incomparable despair.

"I slept for a long time, and my condition is much better this time..."

"Lord Friel, I can solve your troubles!"

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"Who are you?"

"I am human, human Elta."

This was a fateful meeting between one person and one dragon, but this scene was destined not to be recorded in history.

Facing the giant dragon, Elta needed to raise her head and look up, but even so, it was difficult to see its full picture. Instead, it was blown by the airflow from its mouth and it was difficult to stand still.

"Oh, this is quite troublesome..."

The huge Dark Dragon gradually shrank in size and became only a few meters tall under Elta's somewhat shocked gaze.

It's still big, but at least I can communicate normally.

"It's a bit troublesome. Human, you said you could help me? You are obviously so weak, but you can't even communicate with me like this?"

Elta knew that Friel sounded malicious, but she shouldn't be angry, and she even seemed to be in a good mood.Compared with her predecessors, she is already very lucky.

"Yes, what worries you is that you can't control your own power!"

This is the conclusion Elta has come to after thinking about it for a long time.Even if it's not completely correct, at least it shouldn't be the wrong answer.

"So what? You, a little human, can't help me."

Friel did not hide her disappointed tone. It would be better to say that she was willing to make herself smaller, which was enough to respect the delicate human being in front of her.

"These have nothing to do with size or strength. Rather, it is because we are all weak that we can master special abilities."

Erta tapped her finger lightly, and a ray of gray-white light appeared. It changed into a star and a bird, sometimes enlarging and sometimes shrinking.

"It's indeed amazing." Friel looked down at her with some amazement. Such precise power manipulation skills are difficult for a giant dragon to achieve.

"But the influence of the origin of darkness on me cannot be solved by this little bit of control. And I may not be able to learn it."

Friel was not fooled, she quickly lost interest and prepared to leave:

"I'd better go to the eldest sister to discuss it. She may have a way..."

Elta was suddenly anxious and asked her to leave, and all her preparations were in vain.

"Lord Friel! Wait a minute!"

With her desperate pleading, the dragon was finally brought back.

"If you don't have any other skills, don't bother me."

A dark stream of light flashed in the dragon's eyes, and the terrifying majesty was only slightly released, making Elta tremble.

But she gritted her teeth and persisted, pointing to a dead leaf on one side, which fell to the ground at some point.

"Do you think if I picked it up and threw it, which side would it land on the ground?"

"The other way around?"

"I think it should be the front."

Elta walked over, took the leaves in her hands, and threw them away.

Soon, the front side of the leaves fell to the ground while floating in the air.

"How? Try again."

Friel became somewhat interested. The thin leaves were blown by various air currents in the air. It was not easy to predict. She was also sure that this human being did not do anything.

"Let's guess again, that stone..."

Next, Elta played several guessing games with him. As long as the guess was based on luck, it was accurate every time.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect humans to have such special power!"